Lindsey Brigman: They must've learned how to control water... I mean at a molecular level. You know they can plasticize it, polymerize it, do whatever they wanna do with it. They can put it under intelligent control.

Bud "Virgil" Brigman: You know I can't believe you were dumb enough to come down here, now you're stuck here for the storm. That was dumb alright, real dumb.
Lindsey Brigman: I didn't come down here to fight with you.
Bud "Virgil" Brigman: Yeah? Well, then why did you come down?
Lindsey Brigman: You need me. Nobody knows the systems on this rig better than I do. Once you're disconnected from the Explorer you're on your own for however long this storm lasts. I mean what if something was to happen after the surface support took off, what would you have done?
Bud "Virgil" Brigman: Wow, you're right! Us poor dumb ol' boys might've had to think for ourselves. Could have been a disaster.

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: What is all this stuff?
Ensign Monk: Fluid breathing system, we just got them. You use it when you go really deep.
Alan "Hippy" Carnes: How deep?
Ensign Monk: Deep.
Alan "Hippy" Carnes: How deep?
Ensign Monk: ...It's classified. Anyway, you breathe liquid so you can't get compressed. The pressure doesn't get to you.
"Catfish" De Vries: You mean you got liquid in your lungs?
Ensign Monk: Oxygenated fluorocarbon emulsion.

Bud "Virgil" Brigman: So you didn't get anything on the cameras?
Lindsey Brigman: No, I didn't get a picture of it.
Bud "Virgil" Brigman: What about the video?
Lindsey Brigman: No, I lost power right then. Look, I just don't want to talk about it, alright?
Bud "Virgil" Brigman: Fine. Be that way.
Lindsey Brigman: Look, I don't know what I saw Bud, okay? Coffey wants to call it a Russian submersible, fine. It's a Russian submersible. No problem.

Bud "Virgil" Brigman: Come on Lindsey, talk to me.
Lindsey Brigman: Look, Jammer saw something down there, something that scared the hell out of him.
Bud "Virgil" Brigman: His mixture got screwed up. Jammer panicked. He pranged his regulator and his mixture got screwed up.
Lindsey Brigman: But what did he see that made him panic?

Lt. Coffey: I want around-the-clock manning of the sonar shack and the exterior cameras. If the Russian booby comes back I don't think we should be taking a nap.
Lindsey Brigman: Gimme a break! Coffey, those things live three and a half miles down in an abyssal trench. Trust me, they're not speaking Russian.

Lindsey Brigman: The bad news is: we got 8 hours in this can, blowing down. And the worse news is it's gonna take us three weeks to decompress later.
Lt. Coffey: We've all been fully briefed, Mrs. Brigman.
Lindsey Brigman: Just don't call me that, okay? I hate that.
Lt. Coffey: Alright, what would you like us to call you, "sir"?